long to wait ~

tornadoday

alittlelife

what gifts
the heart surrenders
at the first faint light
of love
come heavy now
the courage to receive
blessing wherein longing eyes
sight where once was none
windows open
all night long to leave
but for a promise
life remains –
to warm the way
the path we’ve sewn
let me know how long to wait
to leave the coffee on

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